Chapitre 232: Chapter 118: Succubus gets hurt! Myth Puzzle! (Seeking monthly ticket)

In the living room, what came into view were scattered lady's clothes, stockings, coats, and so on, among which even included underwear sized by letters. Based on a glimpse, Gary Smith could tell with his superb vision that they were more than twice the size of Dream of the Crimson Moon's.

Clearly a person of great capacity.

He soon noticed a woman who looked seventy percent similar to Dream of the Crimson Moon, lying on the sofa. She was wearing a loose pure white T-shirt, covering up to her absolute domain, giving off a mysterious sense of being hidden yet present.

Her long and thin legs had one side adorned with black silk. In contrast with the fair skin, it gave a stark visual impact. As she lay on the sofa, her perfect curves resembled white waves, suitable for mudfish to frolic in.

Scattered around her were many empty beer cans. Clearly, she had experienced a hangover, and currently, she was in the midst of a blissful dream, her mouth curled in a smile.